ASHER
I take a deep breath before I pull out of the parking lot.
I'm seething with anger and dread.
Anger because of Mia, dread because of Riya and Savannah.
I've been feeling like s**t ever since the whole custody drama began but right now, I feel absolutely broken.
I feel like punching myself in the face.
I feel like asking everyone I know to punch me in the face.
What is wrong with me? What was I thinking?
Now that my mind is functioning and I have a glimpse of the devil behind the woman I got married to, it occurs to me that I shouldn't have let her talk me into filing for custody.
But then she was crying and so heartbroken because we couldn't have a child, and any rational husband would be moved by that.
I wanted to make her feel better. I wanted her to be okay. I wa
